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1. KINDLED, bring, Agni, Gods to-day for
him who lifts the ladle up.
Spin out the ancient thread for him who sheds, with gifts,
the Soma juice.
2 Thou dealest forth, Tanunapat, sweet
sacrifice enriched with oil,
Brought by a singer such as I who offers gifts and toils for
thee.
3 He wondrous, sanctifying, bright,
sprinkles the sacrifice with mead,
Thrice, Narasamsa from the heavens, a God mid Gods adorable.
4 Agni, besought, bring hitherward Indra
the Friend, the Wonderful,
For this my hymn of praise, O sweet of tongue, is chanted
forth to thee.
5 The ladle-holders strew trimmed grass at
this well-ordered sacrifice;
A home for Indra is adorned, wide, fittest to receive the
Gods.
6 Thrown open be the Doors Divine,
unfailing, that assist the rite,
High, purifying, much-desired, so that the Gods may enter
in.
7 May Night and Morning, hymned with lauds,
united, fair to look upon,
Strong Mothers of the sacrifice, seat them together on the
grass.
8 May the two Priests Divine, the sage, the
sweet-voiced lovers of the hymn,
Complete this sacrifice of ours, effectual, reaching heaven
to-day.
9 Let Hotri pure, set amang Gods, amid the
Maruts Bhirati, Ila, Sarasvati, Mahi, rest on the grass, adorable.
10 May Tvastar send us genial dew abundant,
wondrous, rich in gifts,
For increase and for growth of wealth, Tvastar our kinsman
and our Friend.
11 Vanaspati, give forth, thyself, and call
the Gods to sacrifice.
May Agni, God intelligent, speed our oblation to the Gods.
12 To Vayu joined with Pusan, with the
Maruts, and the host of Gods,
To Indra who inspires the hymn cry Glory! and present the
gift.
13 Come hither to enjoy the gifts prepared
with cry of Glory! Come,
O Indra, hear their calling; they invite thee to the
sacrifice.
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